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For Jack |
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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia 
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Bernie loved the women and he loved to feed his head; His candle burned out somewhere between the two. I never figured he'd grow old, but he's too young to be dead; Just 'cause it's printed doesn't guarantee it's true. But, his family is sad and grieving and your daughter's safe at home; I guess I need to face up to the fact. I can handle Bernie leaving 'cause he always loved to roam; The hard part's knowing he aint coming back. Looking back upon the fast track that we both used to run; So much to do and so much to be seen; All the physical abusing that we thought was so much fun; So well seasoned, for us being so darned green. Those were sure some good times, full of lessons to be learned; I learned enough to leave it all behind. Now it's all just so much water, under bridges that I've burned. I always hoped you'd find some peace of mind. Old friends talk about you, using words like "rogue" and "thief"; How their earthly treasures were just knick-knacks that you sold For money spent on carnal pleasures and elixers for relief; Sacraments to soothe your tortured soul. They smiled and called you "brother", when your wine was flowing free; And they speak of "HELL" now that your bell has tolled. Yes, your head had sticky fingers, but you never took from me; 'Though my life has lost a little of its gold. Little brother, take the high road. You've had your taste of Hell; Seeking comfort in the cold, dark world you found. Now let the bright light lead you. Let your spirit rest a spell. I'll see you, soon as my turn rolls around. |
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skyshine 
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
An honest tribute.  ~sky I hope someday you get the chance to live like you were dying.... |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Exquisite, highly sensitive and reverent in its clean reality! I am sorry for your loss of a close friend. Thank you for mourning him as I am sure he would like to be thought of. - Owl |
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